#61

[tank_rockarms]

::Monday morning, Max woke up as usual at 4:45am so he could work out from 5am-7am.::

::But he woke up realizing three things. The first was that he hated Hawke and always had, except for the last ten days. The second was that he missed having Hawke as a friend. The third was that Lash was back to confusing Max to no end and he was back to having no idea what was going on with her.::

::This was strange and bizarre and confusing.::

::But at least Rachel and Jake were back to being Rachel and Jake::

[Private Level 1 to Hawke]
So, uh, do you remember anything from the last week?
[/Private]

[Private Level 1 to Lash]
So, uh, do you remember anything from the last week?
[/Private]

[Private Level 1 to Jake]
So, uh, do you remember anything from the last week?
[/Private]

[Private Level 1 to Rachel]
So, uh, do you remember anything from the last week?
[/Private]

Comments

Private

[black-hawke.livejournal.com]

[Hawke woke up feeling STRANGELY EMPTY INSIDE. Emptier than usual.]

I had strange dreams.

Re: Private

[tank-rockarms.livejournal.com]

Did you dream you were a member of the Orange Star Army and every mornin' and night you worked out with me?

I don't think those were dreams.

Re: Private

[black-hawke.livejournal.com]

You're right. I believe they're more accurately described by the word "nightmare".

Re: Private

[tank-rockarms.livejournal.com]

No that happened 'cause I remember it, too.

[black-hawke.livejournal.com]

I see.

[tank-rockarms.livejournal.com]

So did you. Have a nice time bein' in Orange Star?

[black-hawke.livejournal.com]

It's fuzzy.

[tank-rockarms.livejournal.com]

You were a pretty good guy in Orange Star.

[black-hawke.livejournal.com]

And?

[tank-rockarms.livejournal.com]

I'm just sayin', you could be a pretty good guy if you wanted to be.

[black-hawke.livejournal.com]

Dreams, Max.

[tank-rockarms.livejournal.com]

I know what's real and what ain't and that was real, you can't make me think it was somethin' else.

[black-hawke.livejournal.com]

The fact is, it's not real. Whatever happened last week was something that is not, and won't be real.